Letter of Solidarity with those facing charges in Berkeley from a comrade in Davis also facing charges
06/04/2012 Comments Off on Letter of Solidarity with those facing charges in Berkeley from a comrade in Davis also facing charges
The University of California and its police department seems now to have realized that the spectacular violence of pepper spray and batons (not to mention other types of physical violence) do not lessen the intensity of demonstrations but rather increase them. As with the Occupy movement in California, a subtler form of violence has been adopted. Elites add the violence of criminal courts to that of the cops. Now sitting down in front of a bank results in criminal charges that possibly entail eleven years in prison. Even being beaten by a cop is a criminal offense!
The University of California is in crisis as the state of California is in crisis. The United States is in crisis as the world is in crisis. The economy, the global economy, is in crisis. Let us remember what the word crisis means. Crisis comes from the Greek. (Let us today take more from the Greeks!). It is the moment of a medical emergency in which an intervention is decisive, in which the action taken decides the outcome.
So let us reiterate, the University of California is in crisis, and WE ARE INTERVENING! The crisis is the end of an economic era that afforded the possibility, and created the necessity, to fund great social works like the highway system and cheap public education. With the crisis of this economic system, the institutions it brought about become unaffordable relics.
Cheap public education has become unaffordable, as it is paid for with tax revenue collected from the ever declining profit rates of American industry. This problem can only be solved by privatizing education, raising fees, making, as our Chancellor Linda Katehi said, education “more of a private good.” In other words, by eliminating public education itself.
We are adamantly opposed to this so-called solution, which ends the illness by killing the patient. We believe in, and are fighting for, a far more radical solution to this crisis: free, truly public education, something that recognizes the University for what it could be—a place of growth and collaborative learning—rather than what it is being turned into—a place to fool students into massive debt in hopes of joining the class of the exploiters.
It is unsurprising that the exploiting class is oppressing our movement through legal and extra-legal means. It is unsurprising, but it will not necessarily be successful. It is frightening to face these charges. This means that we need solidarity more than ever. We call to our friends in the Bay Area, in Davis, and in other parts of California to show solidarity, both symbolic and material, with all comrades facing charges. We must show that, like physical violence, the courts are ineffective means to suppress resistance.
We call the Yolo County DA and the Alameda County DA to drop the charges.
We call our comrades to continue the fight!
25/01/2012 Comments Off on Communiqué for a radical occupation
Everyday we are suffocated by the self-righteous liberals and hippies who endlessly chant the dual refrain of “non-violence” and “peace.” “The police are like us,” they say; “Gandhi!”
Everywhere we go—everywhere—and especially at Davis, home of the green washed consumer paradise of the Whole Earth Festival; the collaborationist cultural centers that “represent” marginalized communities, distribute condescending handouts to members of those communities, and suppress resistance to continued fee hikes that are quickly forcing those same communities out of the university; and the liberal, prevaricating co-operative houses and geodesic domes which suck in the “aware” children of the white upper middle class and expel sensitive middle managers eager to be involved with the murderous industries of micro-finance and charity work. Everywhere we go we need peace.
We need a peaceful place, a place free of the passive aggressive future servants of empire and capital who constantly accost us. Like small dogs, they nip at our ankles, trip us up, and prevent us from resisting.
Everyone already knows of the variously implicit and explicit racism of these clowns; everyone already knows that their insistence on recognition merely affirms the authority of the administration, of the state, and of the white man; everyone already knows that the peace police are not themselves peaceful—as we’ve seen them wield possibly fatal weapons against protesters on the apparent belief that causing death and serious injury are the appropriate means for defending the private property of this fucked up world.
Everyone already knows all these things, yet for some reason we still pity their heavy sighs, their sobs of terror, whenever we act “violent.”
For some reason we allow them to tell us what to do. They tell us what slogans to chant, what signs to carry, and what banners to hang.
These non-violent activists—who somehow believe that life-crushing debt is not violent, who believe that the existence of cops is not violent, who believe that an american flag, that capitalism and empire, that patriarchy and racism are not violent—these incredibly violent activists, these campaigners and defenders of white supremacy, heterosexism, patriarchy, capitalism, and the state, they inhabit our administration, our community resource centers, and even our occupied buildings. They can no longer be tolerated.
The most non-violent act is abolishing the structurally necessary violence of the status quo. In this effort any and all necessary tactics are comparatively non-violent.
We must begin by expelling these assholes from our midst.
Today a radical occupation is necessary. A space free of surveillance and cops is necessary. A space that prevents the university from functioning and in which further action can be planned is necessary.
It is this space that we attempted to take at UC Davis today.
Within hours of taking the space, the vacillators—those who cannot decide which side they are on—began to murmur.
We took the old Cross Cultural Center, and were accused of disrespecting its legacy because we are “white activists.” Never mind that this accusation is blatantly false.
The Cross Cultural Center senior employees reside on the Freedom of Expression response team which polices student resistance, monitoring and recording those dangerous elements who fight against fee hikes rather than merely saddle poor people of color with more loans to keep them in the University.
It is we who are faithful to the history of the Cross Cultural Center. In our radical action, we continue the legacy of the hunger strike which established it. We uphold the principles of its founding against the cowardly betrayal of all students by its current administrators.
Our banner bears the famous quote from Frantz Fanon, “Revolution is the only culture.” And we are criticized for homogenizing culture. Our critics do not realize that revolution is the only true culture. There is oppression and there is resistance.
The logic of the neoliberal university, of the imperialist, is that of a bookkeeper. The administrator and the imperialist both endlessly catalogue the various cultures and backgrounds of the subjugated. The neoliberal university, just like the neo-imperial occupying force, creates safe havens for the various cultures.
There is a LGBTRC at Davis for the same reason that National Organization of Women advocated bombing Afghanistan: “protecting” the culture of women while destroying them physically and economically.
There is a CCC at Davis for the same reason that the first act of the US Occupying force in Iraq protected the Kurds and other Iraqi minorities: to protect them to death.
We refuse to be categorized.
We refuse to be catalogued.
We will revolt.
Revolution is our culture, because it is a culture of us all, of us all fighting together to be equal. Revolution does not seek to be recognized by the white man, it does not seek to be accepted by the white man.
Revolution seeks material equality.
Revolution seeks a world free of poverty, free of jails, free of the structures of oppression—sexist, homophobic, and racist—that saturate our current world.
White, brown, male, female, queer, gay, straight, bi—It is this struggle that is our culture.
This struggle, this revolution is the only culture.
Others accused us of undermining the University’s ability to continue to enroll “at risk” students for, at some point, this empty building would be given over to the Educational Opportunity Program. This program, like the Cross Cultural Center, does nothing to challenge the risk of these students.
We do not fight to maintain students with “at risk” status. We seek to eliminate the “at risk” of those students.
We do not wish to maintain a university which merely increases the risk of students, increases their precarity non-stop, further entangles them in a lifetime of debt and shit jobs, and, in return, gives those who graduate a largely meaningless, entirely commodified degree.
We are all at risk.
We wish to not be at risk.
We do not wish to be “helped.”
We will help ourselves.
We will help ourselves by the most militant means necessary.
24/01/2012 Comments Off on Communiqué from Occupied Crush Culture Center
The spaces we live in are broken: occupation is our defense.
As capital spirals further into crisis, we are constantly confronted with the watchword of austerity. We are meant to imagine a vast, empty vault where our sad but inevitable futures lie. But we are not so naïve. Just as Wall Street functions on perpetually revolving credit markets where cash is merely a blip, so also does our state government. High tuition increases have been made necessary not by shrinking savings, but by a perpetually expanding bond market, organized by the UC Regents, enforced through increasing tuition and growing student loan debt. Growth has become a caricature of itself, as the future is sold on baseless expanding credit from capitalist to capitalist. Our future is broken. We are the crisis. Our occupations are the expressions of that crisis.
But on the university campuses, where militarization is increasing daily, we have more immediate needs. Our relationship with the administration and police is not one of trust and openness; the arrogance and nonchalance with which they regularly inflict violence against us is just as regularly followed by a thoroughly dissembling, inadequate, and cowardly condemnation of that violence. One hand attacks—one hand denies. Our universities and our public spaces are today ultra-militarized zones, where students and workers are monitored and subjugated under the pretense of “health and safety.” Officer Kemper from UC Irvine drew his gun at the Regents’ meeting at UCSF. Berkeley UCPD participated in violently clearing the Oakland Communards from Oscar Grant Plaza just weeks before they would come to UC Davis for the events of November 18th. On the day of the first Oakland General Strike, UCOP office in Oakland was lent out to OPD to “monitor” protests. Under the pretext of mutual aid, squads of armed and armored riot cops move from one campus, one public space, one city, to the next. The circulation of cops throughout the state shows that the mobile, militarized force of repression knows no boundaries: it will protect capital, government, and the status quo, wherever they are threatened. In a university whose motto is fiat lux, the administration crushes dissent and veils its intentions with lies. It has the same intentions as Mayor Quan or the Military in Egypt: to crush resistance, by any means necessary.
To continue our resistance, our immediate need is to create a safe space of togetherness, care, and freedom. When we occupied Mrak, the same officers who would later be involved in pepper spraying us watched over us as we slept. As we gathered to discuss, plan, and act to protect our right to education, the Orwellian “Freedom of Expression Team” and the “University Communications Team” loomed nearby, texting the pigs and administration on their stupid androids, smiling at us in their fake, overfed way, scooting near like unpopular highschool kids trying to overhear the weekends’ party plans. Later, these same concerned FOEs, would stand by on the quad and do nothing, grinning like idiots, as students pepper-sprayed at point blank range called for medics. It is clear to us that public space has become a euphemism for militarized, ordered, monitored space. Occupation opens a common space which is not the extension of private property to group property, but the active exclusion of all that reinforces private property. We must exclude the police and the administration, and their “Freedom of Expression Team” lackeys as well, in order to create the openness and togetherness which is impossible in their presence.
The UC Chancellor, President, Regents—who prattle on endlessly about diversity while the university closes its doors to brown students, who hail marginal utility while “the economy” closes its fist around the poor, who dream up ways to boost the university’s standing on some imaginary scale of “excellence” while slurs, swastikas, nooses, and Klan masks appear endlessly on our campus, who meet protests with violence and truth with lies—they have already proven their incapacity to imagine a future different than the present. We occupy because we will not wait for the broken future they have planned for us, because we do not trust our “elected officials” or administrators to make decisions that address problems beyond their own narrow interests. This action is not the beginning of a discussion; this is the end of the discussion. We cannot negotiate for our needs, we will not negotiate for our needs, we will meet our needs.
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07/12/2011 Comments Off on notes on political love
Politics is exhausting.
Lately I have been tired but I cannot sleep. I joke now that I will get a full night’s sleep only after the abolition of capitalism. I have been tired because when I am awake I am organizing, and because I am always or nearly always awake. I am tired because I am tired of arguing about what to do next, arguing about whether those who run the system against which we are fighting, or those who wear a badge and use a gun to defend it, can join us as equals. I am tired because not all speech is free speech. Not all speech is equal speech and when we pretend all speech is equal we accept as given the same domination against which we are fighting.
Politics is heartbreaking.
I love you all. But sometimes you break my heart. Sometimes I break your heart.
Politics is profound.
I want to tell you a story. It happened on November 2nd at the port of Oakland. I was marching towards the front. I was part of a group that was supposed to be at the front and frequently we had to stop and reassemble, because bicyclists or less encumbered protesters were ahead of us. At one point we stopped because we heard that the march was too disperse, and needed to reassemble itself. We had been marching for awhile, for a couple miles. And we, and I was exhausted. I turned to my friend next to me and complained. “We look so odd. 1/3 of the march ahead of those of us with banners and signs, 2/3 of the march behind us. I thought we were supposed to be in front not nearly in the middle.” My friend advised me to turn around.
As far as I could see were people marching. Their bodies filled the long, wide road leading into the port. Their bodies scaled the overpass of this road. I did not know it then, but the news helicopters latter showed that their bodies went further back than that. This was only the first of three waves. We were innumerable. I was overwhelmed.
Politics is terrifying.
We are here to win. And we are winning, but we have not yet won. The gamble we are making is terrifying. We have the world to win, it is said, and only our chains to lose. But we can lose much more than that. We have lost much more than that. Today we have no choice but to win. Losing is not an option, it is not an option because we are past the point of redemption, it is not an option because tens of thousands die daily, because the planet dies daily, because the rich get richer daily and everyone else is dying.
It is a terrifying gamble because we cannot know what the future holds. Entering a realm of total uncertainty, we must shake off the comfort of habit. Life is shit for all but a few, but the known has a way of entrancing. We must give up our attachments to this shit. We must leave the known behind as we seek out the radically new. The stupid sign says, “the beginning is nigh.” I prefer Karl Krauss, “the origin is the goal.” Or Karl Marx, “Capitalism is the pre-history of humanity. Only with communism will genuine human history begin.”
We are on the brink of history, my friends, and I am scared, crying, laughing, and totally falling in love with you.
Politics is amorous
Everything I write is a love letter to my comrades, is a love letter to the revolution.